[ Standing by the fireplace in his office—does Lex ever sit at his actual desk???—Lex turns to her, arching his eyebrows and setting a book up on the mantel. ] Don't you? I had hoped my message was clear. [ He tucks one of his hands into the pocket of his suit jacket, approaching her. ]
Please, Miss Alessandro, have a seat. [ With his free hand, he waves to the chair across from his desk, moving to lean against it on her side rather than sit on his own side. Though he's genial and business-like, there's a casual air laid over it, like he wants to woo her into some geniality. ]
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Please, Miss Alessandro, have a seat. [ With his free hand, he waves to the chair across from his desk, moving to lean against it on her side rather than sit on his own side. Though he's genial and business-like, there's a casual air laid over it, like he wants to woo her into some geniality. ]